phantom of the opera.
i wanna catch the esplanade performance.
its rather beautiful.
and so is its soundtrack.


and i recall so long ago.
two different roles.
how bittersweet.


you sent.
and i was dying inside to hold you
couldnt believe what i felt for you
dying inside i was dying inside
but i couldnt bring myself to touch you.


i sent.
how did you know just where i would be
you broke through all of my confusion
the ups and the downs and you still didnt leave
i guess that you saw what nobody could see
you found me.


drawings remain clear.
emotions stay distinct.
i'm a dreamer, bound my feet.
maybe i'll stop walking down memory lane.


you, prove me wrong.


would you know my name
would it be the same
i must be strong and carry on
cause i know i dont belong here in heaven.

perfection at 1:38 PM